Gabby's memories
10:19 Dec 23 2011
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Gabby lowered her eyes, as she tried to remember. "He pretty much kept his personal business to himself, focusing moreso on showing me much of Romania and the people of his province who relied on him... and they knew he was a vampire! He never fed from any of them, at least not without their consent. I've actually seen a few of the towns people come to him, offering their blood as... some sort of tithe. I've never seen that before!"
"I was trained to believe vampires were deadly monsters, spawns of Saten and agents of the forces of darkness. Nothing more then crafty, cunning predators seeking to subvert and drain God's children dry. It was God's Will that we hunt them and our duty to slay them. BUt these people... they seemed more then willing to come to him and he was always very careful when he fed from them, never endangering their lives. He even kept a cold storage facility deep in the wine cellars, for preserving donated blood. When I witnessed all of this, I admit I found him even more fascinating... I could not imagine being away from him."
"I do know that he was supposedly the last survivor of his original human family, who ruled the province centuries ago. Yet, I admit I know nothing of any clan business he may have been into. To be honest Xavier, I never heard of that kind of sophistication among vampires until I heard of it from Bengala. Much of our time was spent either travelling around Romania or enjoying quiet romantic evenings together making love when he was home. Darius was always catering to my... needs and I could never seem to get enough of him for some reason. But I remember there was one time I did venture out of my bedroom when he went to go fetch food for me."
She bit her lip as her mind flashed back to that one night, seeing a group of men in the main hall, arguing with her prince. "Some men had come to the castle to speak with him and I think they were also vampires. I remember they were very angry, shouting at Darius... about me, telling him to get rid of the slayer or bad consequences will come for him."
On 15:22:22 Dec 04 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabriella held him close, feeling his fear and hiding her own, knowing something else may happen. She closed her eyes and kept her mind closed from Xavier, as she didn't want to fear the worst of her own tortured mind. "I have no idea what has become of Darius." she said.
Xavier felt a wave of sharp, painful spasms rip through his body, causing him to cry out as his body underwent a physical change to once again reveal that pale erotic snake man image of his that she remembered so well from the showers. She supported his trembling body in her arms, feeling his tight grip around her waist, his head in her bosom as he clung to her. She knew he was attempting to focus his mind to combat the pain. Not knowing what else to do, she offered her blood as she had done before in the showers, thinking he must be in need, yet he turned the offer down. Truly afraid now, Gabriella started to call for help, but Xavier, through gritted teeth, told her that would not be necessary.
"I... I'm alright." growned Xavier. She could feel his body calming down a bit, the spasms subsiding. Even though his voice sounded stronger now, she noticed his skin, in some areas, was a shade darker then it was before... like he was developing a sunburn or rash. She remembered what he had looked like in the showers with his skin cracked, severly burnt and bleeding and that scared her even more.
"Just the cycle starting up again, Gabby... but Bengala is aware... we... share a bond and he is on his way... soon." said Xavier in a low controlled voice. His pain was evident, but he was mastering it through sheer will. "I think I will be fine for now, at least until Bengala comes. He went to the harbor earlier to see about a special refridgeration unit. A medical grade unit that he wanted for storage of blood supplies in case of emergencies. In the meantime Gabriella, please tell me more of... Darius. I need to know what he may have been involved in and more about him. Share with me Gabby."
On 21:10:56 Dec 01 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Xavier closed his eyes, bowed his head into her shoulder. Gabriella held him in her arms and for the first time since she met him, she could tell that Xavier... was afraid.
Gabby held him close, feeling his fear and hiding her own knowing something else may happen. She closed her eyes and kept her mind closed from Xavier, as she didn' want to fear the worst of her own tortured mind. "I have no idea what has become of Darius.
On 21:58:34 Nov 28 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabby looked up at him, as she licked her lips feeling them going dry. Her body quivering from the pleasure they had given each other, knowing she would have to answer his questions. Wrapping her arms around his neck tightly as she laid against his chest, trying to catch her breath back. Her mind wandered as she thought of the stamina that the Vampires also possessed and that brought a warm smile to her lips.
"Gabriella," Xavier said after he had collected himself. He body was still tingling from being with her again so soon. The water from the hot spring felt good to him and so did holding Gabriella in his arms, but he knew she had come for help and he needed to honor his promise. She would not be with him forever, despite the passion they shared, her heart belonged to another.
"I wish to make some inquiries into your case Gabriella and find your dark prince for you. You said his name was Darius, correct? What about his full name and why do you think he may have come to the Land of Rave? Was he involved in anything... dangerous, that you know about? Did he have any enemies, that you know of? I still can't imagine what could have caused him to suddenly leave you one night and not come back. I am wondering if perhaps your former associates may have caused him some trouble."
"My blood fever may have subsided a bit, but Bengala feels I may need additional help. It seems his healing ability in the Obeah disciplines may not be enough and he can only do so much. Gabby... I will do what I can to help you and I hope to get better soon enough to do more because I dont want you to think I am just taking advantage of your being here. So much has happened to me Gabriella, in my time with Rosline and the power of her blood within me is affecting me alongside the demon blood I foolishly used to battle those same demons when I was helping her. It's like some mystical war is going on inside of me, threatening to tear me apart. To be honest, I'm not sure how much more I can take."
Xavier closed his eyes, bowed his head into her shouder. Gabriella held him in her arms and for the first time since she met him, she could tell that Xavier... was afraid.
On 16:01:10 Nov 24 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
"Take it Xavier," she whispered, kissing his neck. "Let my body release your pleasure."
She nuzzled his neck as his thrusts began slowly at first then became more urgent, quickly forcing her insides to take the brunt of his need, as she reveled in the pleasure of him taking her body. His grip on her hips was powerful, his thrusts demanding beneath the water, and her groans of pleasure encouraged him to drive deeper to tap her core, calling down another wave of her juices to coat his power with her orgasm. She felt the sexual energy within Xavier's slender, muscular body building as he tensed up and squeezed her tightly to him, pinning her against the wall of the hot pool. Moments later, with a low growl of extreme pleasure, his manhood released deep inside of her, filling her core with his satisfaction. This time Gabriella did cry out, unable to hold back as a last wave of pleasure ripped through her body before she collapsed against him totally spent, yet deeply satisfied.
Gabby looked up at him, as she licked her lips feeling them going dry. Her body quivering from the pleasure they had given each other, knowing she would have to answer his questions.
Wrapping her arms around his neck tightly as she laid against his chest, trying to catch her breath back. Her mind wandered as she thought of the stamina that the Vampires had also
On 06:39:49 Nov 24 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Hearing his voice, sent shivers down through her body as she licked her lips. Her body reacted to him, her thighs being coated with her nectar and her nipples hardening even more.
"Yes, I slept really well M'lord." She whispered, her voice heavy with lustful memory. "I loved the rose thank you"
Looking away, she blushed as her hand slipped into her lap. She wanted so badly to please herself with her fingers or just simply to let Xavier take her right there on the rocks, but she was worried others might see what they were doing and stare. So she slipped back into the water, inviting Xavier to join her and she found a deeper recess among the rocks to hide their view from prying eyes. With Xavier beside her in the heated water, his hands caressing her body exciting her flesh all over again, she wrapped her arms about his neck and kiss him passionately.
"I plan to begin my investigation Gabriella," Xavier said when their lips parted, "and I may need some information, like perhaps a name to go by? You only refer to him as your dark prince, my dear. My blood fever is still causing me some trouble I am afraid, but so far Bengala's healing sessions have been of great help to me. Your help and trust was greatly needed at a critical time and I am... extremely grateful."
Gabriella smiled when Xavier blushed, and she grabbed hold of his manhood, making him rock hard with just a few strokes.
"I can tell your very grateful right now M'lord," she whispered in his ear, with a giggle. She tightened her grip on him under the water, making it jump in her hand. "and his name was Darius by the way, but let's speak of him later. You made the mistake of sneaking up on me and scaring me. Now you need to make it up to me for that mean little trick."
Leaning her back against the edge of the hot pool, she pulled him closer to her and wrapped her legs around him, feeling his hardness poking at her tender opening which his touch had caused her to become wet for him again. She enjoyed the surprised look on his face as she had managed to take control of him now and he complied with her wish by grabbing her hips and supporting her beneath the water. Slowly she worked herself onto his length, allowing him to slide inside of her, a little at a time, enjoying the feel of his girth spreading her walls further apart each time until once again, he was deep within her.
She took her time working him with her hips, her arms wrapped around him as he supported her efforts in his strong hands. Keeping himself totally still, Xavier allowed her total control of him and she was very grateful, as she worked his thickness in and out of her hungry sex, satisfying her need with every twist and turn of her hips. She clung to him tightly as her orgasm struck, bringing a long tight lipped grunt from her throat, but she found herself repeating the process once more, building the pressure inside of her more and more, until again... she stifled another urge to cry out as her body jerked and spasmed with Xavier deep inside of her. After a few moments passed, she realized her hipd work as brought Xavier much closer to his need to release and she smiled at him, teasing him with the motion of her hips, making him groan with desire.
"Take it Xavier," she whispered, kissing his neck. "Let my body release your pleasure."
She nuzzled his neck as his thrusts began slowly at first then became more urgent, quickly forcing her insides to take the brunt of his need, as she reveled in the pleasure of him taking her body. His grip on her hips was powerful, his thrusts demanding beneath the water, and her groans of pleasure encouraged him to drive deeper to tap her core, calling down another wave of her juices to coat his power with her orgasm. She felt the sexual energy within Xavier's slender, muscular body building as he tensed up and squeezed her tightly to him, pinning her against the wall of the hot pool. Moments later, with a low growl of extreme pleasure, his manhood released deep inside of her, filling her core with his satisfaction. This time Gabriella did cry out, unable to hold back as a last wave of pleasure ripped through her body before she collasped against him totally spent, yet deeply satisfied.
On 11:14:17 Nov 21 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She decided to sit up on the smooth surface of the rocks and let the slight breeze tease her skin and her nipples immediately hardened and she blushed. Suddenly a firm hand eased around her body and cupped her breast causing her to jump in surprise and anger until she heard and "felt" Xavier's seductive voice, turning her flash of anger into a welcoming moan.
"Hello Gabriella, I trust you slept well. Did you like the rose?"
Hearing his voice, sent shivers down through her body as she licked her lips. Her body reacted to him, her thighs being coated with her nectar and her nipples hardening even more.
"Yes, i slept really well M'lord. I loved the rose thank you"
Looking away blushing as her hand slipped into her lap
On 03:28:13 Nov 20 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabriella smiled softly to herself, thinking that a nice soak in a hot spring would feel so good against her body right now, which was still raw from the experience she had with Xavier.
"That sounds like a good idea, a long hot soak would feel great to soothe my aching muscles. I think I will freshen up a bit and head out there to relax."
Bengala smiled and gave her a small bow as he carried her dishes away. She quickly used her powder room to freshen up from her long sleep and grabbed towels a robe. Putting on some slippers that Bengala had brought her, she wandered out into the hallway and headed for the nearest exit to the celestial hot springs. She stepped out into the courtyard and followed the path around to the high stone wall that enclosed the pool. She realized the pool was sunkened into the ground and the steam rising from the pool's water looked so inviting, but what amazed her most was that many of the coven villagers were already there enjoying themselves and relaxing ... some of them were even nude. Her mouth dropped open when she noticed some of the "personal attendants", both male and female were giving some of the celestials a vigorous massage, yet there were a few others that appeared to look... very sensual.
A few of the Celestials she noticed, were being escorted up a side path to a small house away from the hot spring and Bengala's words suddenly popped in her head again, "...attendants who specialize in erotic massage and stress relief techniques..." and she figured that little house had to be the massage parlor and was where the "stress relief" was truly happening. When she thought about the whole set up, she couldn't help but smile.
"Xavier commisioned all of this, huh? Why am I not surprised?"
She carefully moved toward to the edge of the hot pool and removed her robe, revealing her nudity which was lean and well toned. She noticed a few appreciative glances from the men and especially some of the personal attendants, but was suprised when she caught a few lustful stares from some of the women admiring her form. Even though she was flattered by the attention, all she wanted at the moment was some solitude to meditate as she gracefully slipped beneath the hot water, which wrapped around her body like a lover's embrace, relieving all of her tension and stress from the very long travel over land and sea. When her head broke water, she was greeted warmly by several of the Celestials who were in the water nearby, who knew she was a guest of Xavier's. She smiled and returned the courtesies, deftly avoiding direct questions concerning her business at the temple, and she even managed to turn down a few very tempting offers of a massage from several attendants.
"Seems the men... and the woman would love to have a piece of me. Wow, I wonder where Xavier found such willing customer sevice."
Afterwards, she moved away from the crowd towards the edge of the hot spring, to enjoy some meditative solitude to think about all that had happened since her arrival and what she had learned so far.
She had no idea when she landed by boat at the Celestial Harbor, she was going to end up meeting Xavier on the road leading into the valley, but she was very glad that she did. Making love to him, she had to admit was even better and she felt her body tingle from the memory of it. Yet finding out about a vast society of vampires, roughly thirteen clans worth according to Bengala, actually organized in different sects and influencing human society and events, while secretly fighting some kind of ancient war of their own was frightening enough, let alone just hunting them and trapping them in their havens by day to kill them. Her team had been very successful back when revenge was her only mantra, identifying and tracking vampires and other monsters and wiping them out.
She had her share of up close and personal battles of course and that was when her "holy power" had come in handy. She smiled to herself for her ability to totally hide that fact even from Bengala's senses. She didn't need anyone knowing about the "blessings" her society's clergy had imparted on all their Slayers and Hunters, increasing their human senses and physical abilities to peak human levels in combat. Some called it spirit energy or holy power, but the 'Society of Leopold' officially refered to it as "Faith".
All she knew was that it saved her butt more then once in a close fight when a target had got the jump on her. The power of a Slayer's "Faith" could actually stop a charging vampire in his tracks, but that didn't prevent a Slayer from charging forward and laying down some serious hurt if close enough to strike. With a well coordinated strike team like her's working together... very few vampires, lycans, demons, mummies or whatever the hell was on the target menu that night, got away from their kill zone and business was booming in them days or nights until... until she met the one vampire on a solo assignment she could not kill... Darius.
She remembered it like it was yesterday, how she had him in her sights with her long range Dragonov sniper's rifle. He was was all alone in a public park one night, well after midnight. One shot with a high impact, hollow point phosphorous round and it would have been all over... but something stopped her when Darius had turned toward her position, and through her night-vision scope she could see... tears in his eyes! She had no idea a vampire could cry and in her confusion, she missed the chance to take the shot. She remembered changing her tactics to move in for a closer kill and found him not where he was supposed to be. Suddenly she realized he was right behind her and she quickly turned ready for a fight, calling on her holy powers to give her strength, only to find Darius kneeling before her, submitting himself to her final judgement. His willingness to be destroyed by her hand, threw her completely for a loop; she never saw that coming! Something in her stayed her hand and instead of killing him outright, she ask him why did he want to so badly to be destroyed.
Darius told her a tragic tale of the love he possessed for a human woman, who showed his undead heart what he was truly missing. Her love and acceptance of him had rekindled something deep within him that he thought was long gone centuries ago and they shared nearly every night together, until she was cruelly murdered by a rival vampire bent on revenge against him. Now he wanted so badly to just end his existance as he felt her death was his fault, so he was sitting in the park awaiting the coming dawn in order to "kiss the sun", one last time. Gabriella felt so sorry for this cursed creature who showed her more humanity and concern for a human then she had ever heard of or experienced. She suddenly felt like if any vampire deserved to live... it was this one, and she found herself trying to console Darius, begging him not to give up! Before she knew what she was doing, she was getting him out of the park and into a motel room as quickly as possible to avoid the sun. She lied to the Society about his destruction and took time out to see him again for about a month before she made love to him for the first time. Before she knew what hit her, she was madly in love with Darius and wondered how the hell her world had gotten so complicated and twisted.
The Society soon discovered her deception and sent Hunters to capture her with Darius, but between them two, they managed to defeat their pursuers and escaped. Gabriella knew that her death was now a top priority and there was no turning back as the Societies' leaders would declare her excommunicated and add her name the 'Unforgiven' book. In that book, her name would be among those, "most wanted dead or alive", a betrayer of the Society's sacred mandate.
They managed to make it to Romania, in relative safety, to his castle overlooking a village under his dominion. For the next few years, she actually enjoyed the love of it's people and culture, which was far from her russian heritage and upbringing. But best of all, she enjoyed loving Darius every night he awakened to be with her and her heart would not let her feel otherwise, despite the vengence she had felt against his kind for the death of her family. Her world came crashing down around her, shattering the dark fantasy in which she lived when one night Darius did not come for her, not the next night and she worried for him. She knew he often tended to business outside the castle, and had many enemies, but two nights away from her was not his normal pattern. After a whole week of nights alone, she began investigating some of his important books and papers in his study. She found reverences to an island nation within the Japan Sector, known as the Land of Rave that was under the rulership of the Kuejin Empire.
She recognized this area immediately, having heard much talk of it within the Society's higher ups of a deep desire to destroy that island of supernatural abominations somehow, but kne wof no way to bring that about. The Kuejin, a race of psychic vampiric entities using humans as hosts in a symbiotic relationship, enjoyed an autonomous existence separate from the rest of the Japan islands and the global community, having conquered that region formerly known as Hokkaido and coming to a peaceful understanding by treaty with the rest of the sector, in ancient times. As such many supernatural entities had escaped, by any means necessary, to their shores to continue their existence much to the chargrin of the Society's oath to destroy them. Gabriella then decided she had to become a Hunter and hunt her lover to find out his fate or go insane wondering what happened to him and the Land of Rave was a good place to start.
Now here she was, in the company and care of two vampires more then willing to help her, not only find her dark prince, but also provide her with insiders information on vampiric society and how to kill vampires more efficiently. She smiled at the thought of what she was also provided with, thanks to Xavier's sexual prowess. She felt another kind of warmth come over her that had nothing to do with the temperture of the hot pool. She moaned a bit to herself and leaned against the rocks as the memories flooded through her mind of being in the shower with Xavier. She wanted so badly to touch herself and relieve her urges, but did not want to be noticed by the others nearby, she could not help but think of those "massage" offers she had turned down and could not help but laugh out loud.
She decided to sit up on the smooth surface of the rocks and let the slight breeze tease her skin and her nipples immediately hardened and she blushed. Suddenly a firm hand eased around her body and cupped her breast causing her to jump in surprise and anger until she heard and "felt" Xavier's seductive voice, turning her flash of anger into a welcoming moan.
"Hello Gabriella, I trust you slept well. Did you like the rose?"
On 22:53:00 Nov 01 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby smiled softly thinking of a nice hot spa would feel so good against, her body was still raw from the experience she had.
"The spa sounds good, a long hot soak would feel great against my aching muscles"
On 03:45:11 Oct 15 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabriella frowned as she ran her fingers through her red locks, and reached down to pick up a leather bounded dairy and a pen. Scribbling a few notes as she listened to Bengala speak, her mind wandered slightly to a far off place. Bengala had stood up as he was speaking and began to collect the dishes together, placing them on the table. He paused after he had asked her if she needed further understanding, and studied her writing down her notes. He was hoping that Gabriella was beginning to understand a bit more the creature she claimed to hunt and then eventually loved.
Across the ocean among the human cities, vampire society was far more deeply ingrained within the history of humanity (and it's current society) then she would ever believe and a War of Ages (Jyhad) was going on among the two great sects that was both ancient and all consuming among it's most ancient Methuselahs.
"Well my dear," said Bengala, when he had the serving tray full. "I think I have boggled your mind enough with history and knowledge of our kind. There is much more of course, but I think that's enough for now, you have much to think about already. You may have wondered why I reveal these things to you since you are afterall... a hunter. I think if you ever do plan to return across the ocean, you will need to better defend yourself and know your enemy much better then you think you do."
"As for your training... we do have a Dojo within the temple and a target range out back by the rose garden. I do train several human students who would enjoy sparing with you, if you desire. Also you will find a newly built hot spring and a massage parlor, both of which Xavier had commisioned, with both male and female attendants who specialize in erotic massage and stress relief techniques."
"Well Miss, if nothing else is on your mind, I will take away these dishes for you and check on Xavier to see if he is awake and ready to see you."
On 17:40:42 Oct 12 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She frowned as she ran her fingers through her red locks, reaching down to pick up a diary of leather bound and a pen. Scribbling a few notes as she listened to him speak, her mind wandered slightly to a far off place
On 02:44:14 Oct 04 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Pushing the tray aside, Gabriella eased her legs off the edge of the bed and stood up. Walking slowly over to her duffel bag, she flipped back the top and pulled out her sword, dagger and a few other weapons, laying them down beside it. She was listening to what Bengala was saying, while she was running a finger along a blade and gasps when she cut her skin, but it was only a light cut, not very deep. Lifting her finger to her lips, she gently sucked on it.
"Tell me are there weaknesses to these other vampires?" she inquired, as she turned her head to the side, gazing at Bengala. "I would like to brush up on my training."
Bengala watched Gabriella as she inspected her weapons, noting the expert craftmanship of their make, the versatility in which they were modified to be compartmentalized for easy storage and with his keen centuries old warrior eyes, he could immediately tell Gabriella, had taken very good care of her equipment. So far he'd noticed a short blade, dagger, a collapsible crossbow, silver bolts, throwing daggers, shurikens... light mesh armored combat gear and for a moment Bengala could not decide if Gabriella was a Slayer... or a Ninja. He figured in her line of work, Gabriella had to be a little of both.
"Weaknesses," said Bengala, momentarily lost in thought. "Well... for one thing Gabriella, I should think blood is the number one weakness we have, for we are nothing without it. You see, we are created through what we call the Embrace; during the Embrace, we drain a candidate of all their blood and replaces it with a small amount (generally a single drop) of our own. This causes the corpse to rise as a (very hungry) vampire, usually instantly (though those of the highest generations may appear to lie dead for some time before they awaken). The vampire who initiates the Embrace is the Sire; the new vampire is the Sire's Childe."
"When we are Embraced, our internal organs wither away, and almost all our body fluids are replaced by blood. We use blood (also called Vitae) for a variety of purposes; blood replaces most bodily fluids, so we will sweat blood and cry blood under certain circumstances. Blood is also used to get up and move; every night, we expend a certain amount of blood to rise. In addition, we can use blood to enhance our physical attributes and use supernatural powers called Disciplines. Blood is used to Embrace, create blood bonds, use blood magic and also to create Ghouls."
"Let me explain what a Ghoul actually is, Miss Gabriella. Ghouls exist in between the states of life and undeath. A Ghoul is a person who regularly drinks the blood of a vampire and who is typically pressed into servitude by that vampire. Ghouls have greater abilities than the average human but do not have nearly the potential that a vampire does. Xavier himself, once served his Sire for a number of years as a Ghoul before finally being Embraced into Clan Ventrue. Also, we can use blood to heal damage."
"Blood is generally replaced by sucking it out of humans, which you already know. While we can feed on animals, we do not enjoy the taste of it and older vampires like myself, acquire no sustenance from it. The process of taking blood is euphemistically called the Kiss or feeding. We do not have to completely drain a victim, which of course would kill them, although frenzying vampires are likely to do so. We can hide the puncture marks of feeding by licking the wounds, making the process fairly subtle. The Feeding process is highly pleasurable (arguably the only pleasure) for us, and is also extremely pleasurable for our victims, but you already know that now. Vessels who are drained regularly can become addicted to the Kiss."
"We change considerably after the Embrace. Physically, we are incapable of eating food, vomiting it up almost instantly, we have no need or interest in sex (although we can imitate the physical reactions if needed). Just so you know, it is due to a mystical elixir that Xavier and I both drank some time ago, that we are capable of some daytime activity and sexual gratification. As a result of these processes Gabriella, we are paler and generally thinner than we were before the Embrace. Certain clans have more extreme physical changes; for example the Nosferatu are highly grotesque, the Giovanni are unable to cast a reflection."
"Once Embraced, we are locked into a form of stasis. Apart from wounds (healed with blood), we are restored to our condition at the time of our Embrace every time we rise up for the night. This physical condition eventually extends to our mindsets - older vampires find it very hard to learn new things."
"In addition to the physical changes, we experience extreme intellectual and emotional changes. We are now what you call a predator, and we have a raging inner persona we call the Beast. The Beast reacts to a variety of stimuli, notably hunger, anger... fear. The Beast continuously assaults our psyche, and if the Beast's demands exceed our own capacity to control it, we will react in a Frenzy or Rötschreck. We can permanently lose control to the Beast, entering Wassail, a state of permanent Frenzy."
"In this condition, all humanity is lost and we are nothing more then a mindless killing machine, which is the main reasons why Xavier and I accepted the Humanitatis Elixir I told you about in the first place, it's properties somewhat tames the inner Beast's strength, restoring much of our humanity."
"Vampires from every bloodline have superhuman attributes but in certain clans one of each may be superior to other clans or even have magic such as Clan Tremere, but their accursed knowledge is due to their originally being Mages. They stole vampiric powers through experiments and sorcery; diablerizing my clan's founder and driving us to near extinction to stake their claim among our society as an official clan."
"Anyway... aside from our immortality, ability to heal, and ability to improve our physical capabilities through expenditure of vitae (blood), the Disciplines are what grants us our supernatural power and enables us to participate in the Jyhad. (Yes, Gabriella... a Jyhad; an ongoing vampiric war. Ask me about that later if you wish.) Training in each Discipline provides several related powers such as superhuman strength, limited invulnerablity, enhanced senses, shapeshifting abilities or influence over the minds of others... just to name a few."
"But to answer your question... despite our unique differences, we do all share the same general weaknesses to one degree or another. We are highly vulnerable to some physical threats, most importantly sunlight and fire. We burn easily, and will burn up almost instantly in sunlight; only those of Clan Ventrue, and again depending on their Discipline training, have a very high degree of resisitance to fire and sunlight. However, outside of these, we are very hard to kill - bullets do not cause us much damage and holy water or religious objects... without absolute True Faith and conviction, gives us no pause. Garlic, mirrors, salt... all of your mostly fairy tales and movie knowledge is false information we have help to promote."
"To be honest with you Gabriella, the vast majority of us who have fallen to human slayers or hunters, where younglings less then three or four hundred years old; much weaker in knowledge and power of blood. The older one's like Xavier and I, use Ghouls and proxies to influence mortal events and handle vast resources while protecting our own existance, from both mortal, other supernaturals and even our own kind, looking to increase their power by taking our proverbial heads. As I stated before, we are very hard to kill; just our superior strength and speed alone, makes us hard to hit, let alone damage in combat. Never mind if we actually employed the blood power of our Disciplines to protect ourselves."
"When wounded, we can pass into a deathlike stasis called Torpor, which allows us to heal more extreme damage. Torpor can last for centuries depending on the circumstances, and as we gets older, our blood more potent and as what some would say... thinner, Torpor becomes a more attractive option. Some vampires have been in Torpor for millennia, simply directing events with their mental influence over others, hence the reason most of us believe we are apart of a on going Jyhad."
Bengala paused, dramatically pretending to be out of breath like a normal human and smiled at Gabriella. He was hoping his insights would help to serve her cause in finding her "dark prince" someday and further protect herself if need be. He also figured sooner or later she was going to require some answers to some of the things he had revealed, more indepth knowledge of the creatures she once hunted and now seem to not mind mating with from time to time.
Bengala found himself watching her once again very intently. It seemed she had once heard of the creation story concerning Caine at one time and he often wondered about that. Perhaps her former vampire lover revealed some things to her, in his need to impress this hunter who had fallen for his spell. Bengala suspected her dark prince may have been either a Ventrue or one of the Toreador but he would need more clues about him to determine his bloodline and abilities; things she may have noticed about his appearance, abilities, that castle she mentioned to Xavier...
Bengala knew where this was all heading, eventually. Once he figured out a way to help Xavier recover from his... illness, Xavier would desperately want to help this young, beautiful human woman from across the ocean, to find her dark prince, discover his fate and bring closure to her story so that she could somehow move on with her life. That was his nature afterall, to protect.
"Are you alright, Miss Gabriella?" Bengala asked, still studying her. "It's a bit much to take in I suppose. You have been given quite the extensive study of our existance since you arrived. Is there anything you require... clarification on?"
On 02:45:26 Sep 29 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Pushing the tray aside as she twisted her hips slightly, over the edge of the bed to stand up. Walking slowly to her duffel bag, flipping back the top and pulling out the sword, dagger and such laying them down beside it. She was listening to what he said, running a finger along the blade and gasps cutting it light and not very deep. Lifting her finger to her lips and gently sucked upon it.
"Tell me are there weaknesses to these other vampires" she inquired as she turned her head to the side "I would like to brush up on my training "
On 02:40:24 Sep 26 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
"I understand you clearly, this is still quite new to me learning of another form of vampires, but it is coming to me now slowly." Gabriella said, as she sat back upon the bed with the tray in her lap and ate her breakfast, listening to Bengala speak. Bengala nodded and smiled.
"If by form, you mean clan, then I can understand any confusion." replied Bengala. "I remember Xavier telling you a few things about us, in a rather... um, erotic way the first time... when you asked him to heal your scars. He is a bit... dramatic at times. But I will tell you this... about all of us and I will be as brief as I can.
Every vampire has a Generation, numbered from 1 (Caine) to 15. A vampire is always one generation higher than his Sire. Generation has a variety of effects - mental powers do not work on vampires of a lower generation, and the lower a generation the more potent a vampire can become. Vampires cannot decrease their generation except through diablerie, a form of vampiric cannibalism in which the diablerist consumes the soul of her victim.
Now, across that ocean where you come from, you know something about vampires, but you dont know about the vampiric society over there, nor how much influence they have over human events and history. They are all around you, Gabriella. Nominally, every vampire is Embraced into a Clan, which is a line of vampires tracing their ancestry back to a common Antediluvian. Each Clan has specific strengths and weaknesses, as well as their own distinct history. A vampire without a Clan is Caitiff, generally a second-class citizen in vampiric society.
Vampires belong to one of two major Sects: The Camarilla or The Sabbat, which can link their origin stories and philosophies back to the Dark Ages. The Camarilla consists of those clans who are dedicated to preserving the Masquerade and (generally) their Humanity. The Sabbat are dedicated to the coming Gehenna (a vampiric armageddon) and the superiority of the vampire species over humanity. It should be noted that the distinction is not between Good Vampires and Bad Vampires as much as between Bad Vampires and Worse Vampires (which is which depends largely on who you ask). The Camarilla and Sabbat are violent enemies.
In addition to these two Sects, several lesser divisions exist. Vampires who reject both Sects in favor of more indepedence are grouped into a loose community called Anarch. Several Clans are loyal primarily to their Clans, and are independent of the major Sects. In addition, there is a group of mysterious elder vampires, the Inconnu, who eschew all politics in favor of their own projects... Xavier and I have dealt greatly with them in the past concerning the knowledge we have been sharing with you since they have a hidden stronghold here in the Land of Rave.
As I stated, there are thirteen major clans of Caine, sired from the Third Generation Gabriella, although two of them have risen in recent memory, through treachery- displacing the original founders, but you will see. Let us start with the Camarilla Clans:
-Brujah: Originally warrior-philosophers, the Brujah are now rebels and political activists. The Brujah are powerful combatants and charismatic speakers, but are more prone to succumbing to Frenzy.
-Gangrel: The Gangrel are nomadic vampires, and the only ones who regularly travel outside of cities. The Gangrel are also shapeshifters, which has left them with a tendecy to acquire animal features as they frenzy.
-Malkavian: The Malkavians are all insane; this doesn't mean that they aren't also insightful and highly intelligent, but they are controlled by madness from the moment of their embrace (if not before).
-Nosferatu: Nosferatu are hideously deformed by their embrace, every Nosferatu is horrifyingly ugly. Eschewing other Vampires, they live in sewers and generally keep to themselves. Nosferatu are information brokers par excellence.
-Toreador: The Toreador are obsessed with art and beauty, and are the clan that spends the most time around humanity. Toreador tend to get lost in art, becoming enraptured by beautiful things.
-Tremere: The Tremere are a Hermetic order of Mages (originally from Ars Magica) who turned themselves into vampires to preserve their magic. It didn't quite work out as planned. Since the 11th century, the Tremere have risen from outcasts to one of the pillars of Camarilla society. Tremere are the most powerful practitioners of Thaumaturgy, but are also tightly bound to their highly organized and incredibly paranoid clan.
-Ventrue: The Clan Of Kings. The Ventrue are the leaders of the Camarilla, and are businessmen, aristocrats, monarchs, captains of industry, crime leaders, and any other profession where control and power are required. They are the clan from whom the majority of Princes come. Ventrue are choosy who they embrace and who they feed from: every Ventrue feeds from a specific type of Vessel, and only from that type of vessel. I think you already know what type of vessel Xavier feeds from... hmmm?"
Bengala paused and smiled a little knowing smirk at Gabriella. The sounds of Gabriella and Xavier's enjoyment of their lovemaking could be heard for several hours in the shower room that early morning. Bengala chuckled a little when Gabriella blushed and continued his lesson.
"The mortal enemies of the Camarilla are those clans that claim a much different view of their vampiric existance and are more of a threat to humans. They are known as the... Sabbat Clans.
-Lasombra: The leaders of the Sabbat, the Lasombra slew their own Antediluvian during the Anarch Revolt and then led the Sabbat against the nascent Camarilla. The Lasombra are elegant, powerful, cruel and predatory espousers of a social darwinist approach towards control and leadership. The Lasombra are also masters of shadow, able to manipulate darkness in bizarre fashions; this power has a cost however, Lasombra cast no reflection.
-Tzimisce: The Tzimisce hail from Eastern Europe, and are the former absolute masters of their nightmare domains. The Tzimisce are the least human vampires of all, casually cruel and more than a little mad, and possessing the most potent shapeshifting powers of any Vampire. Tzimisce can shift not only their shape, but mold flesh and bone like it was clay. The Tzimisce crave stability - they cannot find peace at night without some of their grave earth.
Now my dear, there are those clans who claim neither Camarilla nor Sabbat and we call them the... Independent Clans.
-Assamites: The Children of Haqim are a cult of assassins located in the mountain fortress of Alamut in the middle east. Descended from Caine's judge, the Assamites accept assassination contracts against vampires while fulfilling their clans own (more obscure) goals. The Assamites are practically a sect unto themselves, with three castes, each of which has its own weakness.
-Giovanni: The Giovanni are a clan of Venetian businessmen and necromancers who entered the scene in the 15th century; originally an offset of the more sedate Cappadocians, Augustus Giovanni diablerized his sire and purged the clan of all Cappadocians. Since that time, the Giovanni have become a very rich, powerful and incestuously twisted family with tentacles throughout the world. The Giovanni do not feed lightly - Feeding is a nightmare for their Vessels, causing excess damage and intense pain. No pleasure in that at all.
-Ravnos: The Ravnos are Vampires from the Indian subcontinent, where they are engaged in a genocidal war with India's Cathayans. The first Ravnos seen in the west were Gypsies and were generally assumed to be charlatans and rogues (which isn't that far off, since many Ravnos are charlatans and rogues), however the Ravnos adhere to a complex philosophy of enlightenment through destroying Maya. Each Ravnos has a vice, from gambling to plagiarism.
-Setites: Descendants of the Egyptian God Set, (who so they would like to believe) the Setites are a Gnostic cult dedicated to overthrowing the rule of the tyrant gods who oppress all creatures. This makes them inconceivably evil to almost every other life form in the universe, as the Setites seek liberation through vice and by confronting the darkest corners of the soul. The Setites are creatures of Darkness, light does even more damage to them.
Now Gabriella, there are those that our kind now consider... extinct. They are refered to as the... Dead Clans.
-Salubri: The Clan of Saulot, discoverer of Golconda. The Salubri were a clan of healers and demon-fighters. After the Tremere became vampires, the Founder Tremere sought out Saulot and diablerized him, they then launched a campaign against the clan, branding them as demon-worshippers and soul-stealers. There are pathetically few Salubri today. Which is why I hide from my enemies who do not know that I still exist Gabriella. These Mages were the downfall of my clan when they desired to steal vampire abilities through their accursed sorcery and claim themselves a formal Clan.
-Cappadocians: The original Clan of Death, the Cappadocians were a monastic order of vampires who studied death, the soul and the Embrace. They were destroyed by Augustus Giovanni in a coup d'etat. The Cappadocians were noted for their corpselike appearance, even more so than most Vampires.
In addition to the thirteen clans, there are a variety of bloodlines, who are offshoots or mutations of existing clans. These bloodlines are generally small and normally politically impotent. Examples include the Daughters of Cacophony, Kiasyd and Samedi.
The Sabbat has two major clans, but in addition, members of the Camarilla clans have joined the Sabbat since there was a Sabbat (actually, technically before there was a Sabbat). These clans are called antitribu and usually differ slightly from their parent clans, either in terms of disciplines or weaknesses.
In addition to the thirteen clans, there are a variety of bloodlines, who are offshoots or mutations of existing clans. These bloodlines are generally small and normally politically impotent. Examples include the Daughters of Cacophony, Kiasyd and Samedi. The Sabbat has two major clans, but in addition, members of the Camarilla clans have joined the Sabbat since there was a Sabbat (actually, technically before there was a Sabbat). These clans are called antitribu and usually differ slightly from their parent clans, either in terms of disciplines or weaknesses."
Bengala paused again, watching Gabriella as she tried to absorb all that information.
"That's was just a briefing of Kindred society among you humans across the ocean, Gabriella. It's far more complex once you get into it. As you can see, Xavier and I are not of any Sect or Order... consider us antitribu if you wish, but we both had our reasons for leaving behind vampiric society during the periods in history that which we did, which reminds me I need to educate you on Xavier's history sometime soon. But what do you think so far with all you have learned? Take your time my dear... I have all the time in the world"
On 22:10:21 Sep 25 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
i understand you clearly, this is still quite new to me learning of another form of vampires but it is coming to me now slowly
*she sat back upon the bed with the tray in her lap as she ate her breakfast, listening to him speak about it*
On 19:41:59 Sep 25 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
"No, not at all Bengala." Gabriella replied. She frowned on how he had changed from old to a young man so fast. "But tell me how it is that you had gotten so young so fast."
Bengala sat down with Gabriella as she began to enjoy her breakfast. He smiled at her question, wondering if she just realized what she had asked him in her surprise.
"As I stated my dear." he said gently."It is a mental illusion I use to hide among the populace. This is my true appearance and my powers are a bit weakened right now from using them to help Xavier early this morning. My illusion had suddenly failed when I left you alone with Xavier, but otherwise I am fine. I just need some time to recover my strength thats all. As I told you before, healing is not my original path, being a warrior was, so it using it's Disciplines can be very... draining. So you have me at a disadvantage since I cant hide my appearance from you just yet. Now as for being so young..." Bengala belches out a heart felt laugh.
"You flatter me greatly my dear, but if you remember I am a 5th generation vampire, called a Methuselah due to my age and power. I have not been called young... since 60 BC, when Gaius Julius Caesar first entered into a political alliance with Crassus and Pompey that was to dominate Roman politics for several years. The same alliance that ended in a civil war from which Caesar emerged as the unrivaled leader of the Roman world. Those were good times back then. So you see Miss Gabby, I have been around for quite a long, long time and I plan to continue being around. I hide behind a mind trick for the sake of others... and my safety. It's no accident that I live here in the Far East, in the Land of Rave, far from the human cities across the ocean. You see, my clan is called Salubri and we are supposed to be extinct, completely wiped out. If you will indulge me I will recite for you some history of my clan... long before my time and why I hide from all others my true face, abilities and bloodline.
Do you remember my telling you the story of Caine and the creation of our kind in the First City? Well... of the Third Generation...
The Salubri are the childer of Saulot, most beloved of Caine and the healer of the Kindred. Saulot was a mystic uncomfortable with his awakened beast and constantly questing to squelch it. In the interests of furthering this quest, and to tame the pains of the living and dead, Saulot Embraced the wise and the gentle to tend the pains of Caine and Seth's get. These childer, the Salubri, were revered as healers and peacemakers, unusually selfless for creatures more often defined by their greed.
Sometime in the era of the Second City, Saulot despaired of conquering his beast and fled to the unknown east. When he returned, he bore a third eye and new insight into the vampiric condition; his beast was quieted and he described his new condition as being in Golconda, named for the town where he finally achieved inner peace. The clan, revitalized by their ancestor's return, embraced the new discipline of Obeah and enhanced their abilities. It was at this time, with the adoption of Obeah, that the third eye became the mark of all Salubri, originally a sign of enlightenment, it eventually became a target.
Saulot's return was a joyous occasion, but what followed behind him was not - a hitherto unknown line of vampiric demon worshippers, the Baali, attacked the Second City. Saulot, normally relatively sedate, viewed the Baali as an abomination and encouraged active retaliation. To that end, one of his childer, named Samiel, discarded the path of healing and took up the sword. Samiel was the founder of a new Caste of Salubri, an order of warriors (Valeran) dedicated to overthrowing the Baali and other forces of darkness."
Bengala paused for effect and smiled. "By the way, I am a childe of that same Samiel. Are you with me so far my dear? Shall I continue?"
On 10:08:54 Sep 25 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She smiled as she slipped her arms into the silk robe, her nipples hardened against the fabric. Looking up to see Bengala come in with the breakfast tray, her stomach growled as she took in the scent of the steak.
"No not at all Bengala" she frowned on how he had changed from old to a young man so fast" but tell me how it is that you had gotten so young so fast."
On 06:04:56 Sep 25 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabriella laid on her stomach, feeling the pleasurable soreness of her body, as she clenched her thighs tightly. Picking up the rose left on her bed by... she presumed Xavier... she smiled thinking about how much pleasure she had received from him.
Bengala appeared outside of her room door and knocked softly, allowing her time to quickly put on a robe to cover her nakedness. She still felt... weakened from her experience, but in a good way that brought another smile to her lips. When Bengala entered, he was carrying a deluxe breakfast on a tray for her; steak with scrambled eggs, fried potatoes with onions, toast with jam, hot coffee with cream and sugar, freshly squeezed orange juice and a bowl of assorted fruit slices with a few multi-vitamin tablets. Even though she was suprised and very gratefull by all of this, when he set the tray down on the room's breakfast table, her eyes continued to stare at his face. His appearance was no longer that of an elderly muscled monk, but a much younger looking muscled monk!
Bengala, noted her surprised look and smiled. "Forgive me Miss." Bengala said as he humbly bowed. "I hope my appearance is not too disturbing to you. My use of the Obeah healing powers during Xavier's healing sessions, negates the illusion of my elderly disguise for a time. As I said, my path was that of a warrior or the Valeran path. I have my reasons for wearing such a disguise, but also I find that an elderly monk goes over very well with the humans in our village that come to temple to meditate. Xavier is finally resting, seems you were of tremendous... help to him. You are very kind to trust him with your body... and your blood. I hope this breakfast is sufficient to help restore some of your strength and vigor. Do you require company while you eat and further conversation?"
On 00:35:08 Sep 20 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
gabby laid on her stomach, feeling her body pleasurably sore as she clenched her thighs tightly. Picking up a rose and smiles it then smiled thinking on how much pleasure she had recieved from him
On 22:35:12 Sep 19 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
As Gabriella looked into his eyes, remembering the lick of his tongue upon her throat, her body burned with pleasure running through it and she found herself saying.. "Yes I will share, take what you need."
When he smiled at her, her body responded with a warmth between her legs that sent tingles up through her thighs and ended painfully at her swollen nipples. His body pressed against hers, with the shower water rushing down around them gave her the feeling of being in a summer rain and the anticipation of his bite excited her. But he surprised her by taking her face in his hands, kissing her long and deep, his tongue exploring hers passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his head as she stood on her toes giving herself over to the feeling of his mouth loving hers.
She moaned with pleasure when his hands grabbed her hips, pulling her pelvis toward his and she felt the first stirrings of his manhood against her thigh. Her body trembled as his manhood moved like a snake awakening from a long slumber, its girth thickening as it moved to stand straight up, hard and demanding against her belly. She broke the kiss to look down at it, to reach down with her hands and feel it's throbbing need to be inside of her. There in the steaming heat of the shower, it felt like a thing alive in her hands, as she gently stroked it and explored it's length with her fingers.
She heard Xavier groan with pleasure from her touch and his hands responded by reaching for her breasts, teasing her aching nipples between his fingers. With her eyes closed, she continued to stroke him, enjoying his nipple play. She moaned when his mouth suckled her left breast, his gentle nip of her tender flesh, causing a few drops of her blood to escape into his mouth as small orgasmic spasms erupted within her core. He was making her hips shiver with pleasure and need, as he continued his technique repeatedly on each nipple; a nip, a few drops of blood, a long suckle and a healing lick... each time causing minor orgasms to quake, making her inner juices flow down her thighs. She realized he was not rushing just to feed from her, as if her pleasure was just as important to him as his hunger. Before he had mentally slammed her innate arousel into overdrive and along with his bite, nearly sent her over the edge of uncontrollable stimulation.
But now... this time he was slow stroking her passion, letting it build as he took his time feeding in small drops, teasing her body, making it beg for more. She opened her eyes when his tongue left her nipples. Her body still quivered from his little bites and she stood a moment in his arms, beneath the shower just holding him. She kissed him again, then was surprised when he effortlessly lifted her into the air to straddle his shoulders with her legs, her bottom supported in his strong hands, his face deep in her groin. She leaned back into the wall again, holding onto his head as the shower beat down on her body increasing the sensation she was feeling.
When she looked down at Xavier, his tongue was snaking out of his mouth twice the length a normal human could produce and she nearly cried out when he use it to invade her sex, drilling his way to the back wall of her intimate tunnel, causing an intense wave pleasure through her body. Her head shot back, her eyes closed, her stomach muscles ached in contraction as the her legs shot out straight, her toes curling as a scream escaped her lips. She felt her orgasm coat his tongue, flowing into his mouth, but Xavier did not stop, his tongue twisting and rolling, filling all of her inner space, sliding back and forth repeatedly. Then she felt it slide out and assault the tender bud of her flower and snake its way around her anus and the fleshy cheeks of her bottom. Her body exploded again with pleasure as he alternated his invasions and her juices ran like rain as Xavier's snake-like tongue explored both of her openings and every corner of her inner being, as he supported her on his shoulders.
Erotic spasms still assaulted her body when Xavier finally paused, still supporting her on his shoulders, her juices evident around his mouth and chin, the hot water beating on his face, washing it down his chest. He was giving her time to catch up and when her body finally did, she felt just how tired and cramped her legs were sitting up on his shoulders for so long. She was not sure if she could stand up, when he lowered her down but Xavier had another idea in mind. Her eyes widened when she realized both of her legs were draped over his arms on either side as if in a basket, her back against the wall, her bottom and sex completely exposed. He was supporting her with his hands against the wall and he simply held her there as if she weighed nothing at all. She realized what was next as he kissed her and she felt the head of his manhood gently beat against her sex, teasing the tender wet lips and poking at the bud of her flower. In that position, pinned against the wall, her legs in the air, she was totally at the mercy of his hips and she closed her eyes again, playing with her nipples in anticipation.
Slowly, Xavier lowered her body until she felt the head of him slide in, sending a spasm through her and a moan escaped her lips. She nearly cried out as his hips moved, teasing the doorway to her soul and her hips responded trying to suck him in deeper. She felt him lower her a bit more, allowing more of his length and girth to invade and open her more. Again the slow stroking driving her mad, her eyes shut tight with pleasure and she clawed at his chest, biting her lip, silently pleading for more. That last thrust and Xavier was totally within her now, filling her core completely and she braced her hands against the wall, forcing her hips back and forth in demand. She heard Xavier growl in pleasure, and his thrust became long and urgent driving his need deeper and deeper. She felt the impact of his hips against her tender flesh but she held on, her body in motion with his... her desire feeding his need... their mutual giving and receiving.
Multiple colors exploded in her mind, a rapture overtook her from somewhere deep down inside of her and she knew it was his bite feeding from her. In motion with his thrusts, her arms wrapped around him, her hips continued to dance with his as he fed from her, pulling her wave after wave of ecstasy. Somehow her teeth found his shoulder and she bit down hard as another tidal wave of orgasms ripped through her core, forcing tears from her eyes, her body's juices exploding and gushing around Xavier's thickness. She heard Xavier growl in pleasure, clearly excited by her juices squirting all over him and his thrust became more urgent and forceful. Deep inside of her, she felt could feel with every stroke of his swollen desire, a pulse warming her core all over again, calling forth another gush of juices and this time she heard herself scream, as Xavier's orgasm punched a path deep within her, filling her up with his release and sending her over the edge into an erotic meltdown.
When Gabriella finally awoke, it was well into the late afternoon. She found herself back in her room, naked beneath the sheets in her bed and her weapon on the writing table by her duffle bag. On the dresser was her laundry, freshly cleaned, pressed and folded. On the pillow beside her, lay a dark red rose and a hand written note in elegant script...
My dearest Gabriella,
I pray you slept well and awoke refreshed. I was in great need this morning and you shared with me, helping me in my time of crisis. For that I am eternally grateful. Thank you ever so much my friend!
~Xavier~
On 01:21:21 Sep 19 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Stepping into the shower slowly as her heart raced within her chest, her nipples hardening to the heat of the water. Her weapon falling to the floor , moving closer to his body remembering the lick of his tongue upon her throat. Making her body burn with pleasure running through it "Yes i will share, take what you need"
On 21:38:22 Sep 18 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Gabriella stepped in with weapon still in hand, naked and unsure of what was next. Realizing how she looked, she blushed, the then grabbed a spare towel to wrap around her slender frame, attempting to regain some modesty. Bengala stood up and smiled at her, clearly admiring her beauty.
"I thank you Miss, Bengala said softly. "I see now how much we have frightened you and for that I am truly sorry. Xavier was undergoing the advanced ravishes of the blood fever he is dealing with. I have aided his regenerative ability, but... I am only postponing its next attack again. What you witnessed was a unique healing Discipline of my Clan, although... I admit my level of skill with it is not as a true healers would be. My path was that of the warrior's caste in ancient times, so I'm more like a battlefield medic more or less, not a true doctor. I will leave you two... alone now. The rest... I leave in your hands now, Gabriella."
When Bengala departed the shower room, closing the door firmly behind him, Xavier slowly stood up and beckoned Gabby to join him in the shower. Slowly she laid down her weapon and after a moment's hesitation, she removed the towel from around her body, dropping it to the floor. As she stepped in, the water pressure washed over her like a warm lover, easing her tension, relaxing her muscles. She realized just how close their naked bodies were as Xavier stood over her with her back to the shower wall, the water running down his lean, strong body, his chest just barely brushing against her nipples, his groin so close to hers. He placed one of his hands on her hip... slowly, gently caressing her curves as he looked into her pale blue eyes.
"Gabriella?" whispered Xavier."I have need of your passion... some of your blood and I dont need very much I assure you.
Bengala and I both have a mystical elixir within our bodies, a special one that restored some of our humanity, with some added benifits, like being active during daylight hours for a start. The details of that adventure I can explain later if you like, but its true purpose is to stave off the Beast within our souls, lessening the need for human blood to only once per month, as it allows us to create a little of our own vitae (blood) within our bodies sustaining us.
Well, as you have seen, I lost some of that blood this morning due to this fever and I am asking to use your blood to restore myself fully. You can refuse of course, I wont force you and I will seek another donar within the coven. Bengala told me that he gave you some history concerning our origins and I think it ended with the curses of each clan by Caine? Ventrue are cursed with -rarified tastes- my dear. It means after our Embrace, we Ventrue develop a taste for only one type of blood or condition to feed on. It could be blondes, gays, mentally deranged, an eye or skin color... whatever... but once formed, we can not feed and gain power from nothing or no one else save whatever our particular blood-preference may be.
An insane weakness Ventrue do not advertise, but I'm willing to share the secret of my blood- weakness with you. I... can only feed from a female who is sexually aroused, like earlier when I healed your scars, I tasted your blood and you were already aroused. The side affect of our bite is arousel, often an orgasm, so... I am asking... will you share with me?"
On 20:15:33 Sep 18 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She pushed the door open as she stood naked before him with her weapon in her hand, seeing Xavier in pain and under the shower. Turning slightly to see the other man in a strange appearance not knowing what to do but grab a towel to cover her nakedness, blushing softly
On 20:35:29 Sep 17 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Early in the morning, a scream of agonizing pain awoke Gabby from her sleep. She knew it was Xavier, but her trained mind was a bit confused, it was early in the morning- since when did vampires move during daylight?
She moved quietly from the bed and pulled a weapon from her leather duffel bag and waited a bit to center herself in the moment; slowly counting to twenty, practicing her controlled breathing technique before she moved forward. Stepping into the hallway, the grunt of pain seemed louder along with the rush of rapid water- Xavier was in the shower, early in the morning? The bathroom door was partially open and Gabriella silently pushed it open some more until she could see a little more into the open shower area and the sight sent a chill through her naked body. Xavier was under the shower water with blood seeping from his body in multiple places. His skin was a blackish charcoal color like it was burnt and it was cracking and peeling off in multiple places, the blood mixing with the water as it flowed down the drain. He was in excruciating pain! Bengala was off to the side sitting in a meditative pose as if ... meditating.
"Sensei... I am ready." growled Xavier. "I could feel Rosline's dragon blood working, but it's not enough... the blood fever... spreaded to quickly. Let's get this over with before I lose too much blood."
What Gabriella witnessed next both shocked, amazed... and creeped her out at the same time. A third eye lid suddenly appeared on Bengala's forehead... then it opened! From the eye a soft light glowed, illuminating Xavier in the shower, then suddenly Bengala's whole body became translucent. Gabriella could actually see through Bengala's skin like he was made of glass, all of his organs, bones and veins within his body were visible. Several weird lights were glowing within him, starting from where the third eye was located in the center of his forehead on down through his torso. Gabriella could not believe what she was witnessing and realized she was actually seeing the chakra points glowing within Bengala's translucent form. How is that possible?
Xavier let out another painful growl, his body trembling, enduring the light Bengala bathed him in as thick chunks of black, bloody charcoal skin fell away from his body, revealing new, healed flesh beneath it. A few moments later, Xavier was renewed, appearing healthy and whole again as he collasped onto the shower floor weak from the experience, the shower water washing the last of the blood and burnt flesh away.
"Temporary measure at best Xavier, said bengala."I am unable to fully remove the effects of the demon blood, for some reason and without more of Rosline's dragon blood, I fear the demon blood-fever will only grow again. A shame she felt the need to travel back to the Past. Without her knowledge, I am not sure what more we can do. Unfortunate that during the Baali war, I choose the warrior's path, instead of the healer's path within my clan. My healing skills are... somewhat lacking, which I must rectify."
Bengala, his body now normal again, spoke directly to Gabriella who was secretly watching behind the door, startling her because he never turned his head to look her way. "Please Miss, no need to hide your concern." said Bengala, smiling as he actually looked at her this time. "Please do come in... because Xavier may need you in a few moments... if you are willing to help him."
Standing at the door, weapon in hand, totally naked... she realized she had been holding her breath... caught in the act of eavesdropping, confused but concerned about what she'd just witnessed and heard about vampire abilities, dragon blood, dragon woman, time travel, some Baali war... and now Bengala looking at her saying her help may be needed... she had to make a decision. I'm actually shaking! Do I go in... run like hell... fight my way out?
On 03:31:03 Sep 17 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
As gabby laid upon the bed, looping the sheet around her waist and draping her arm across her breasts. She slipped into a deep and much needed dream, relaxing fully from a few months of running away from both the undead and the living just snatching a few hours sleep here and there each night. Money hadnt been a problem as she had enough to sustain her.
On 01:02:53 Sep 17 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Bengala watched Gabriella as she finished her hearty meal and assured him that she understood his summery of Kindred history. Setting down the chopsticks beside the bowl, she smiled at him, thankful for a full belly. She gently ran her fingers through her hair, her mind reviewing all Bengala had told her and she frowned as a wave of exhaustion came over her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd slept properly since she went on the run from her enemies.
"Forgive me Miss," said Bengala. "Here an I am rambling on about ancient history and your in great need of rest. I suppose knowledge about Xavier can wait until you have properly slept in a warm and comfortable bed. Please allow me to escort you back to your room and I will handle the dishes here and finish your laundry for you. I need to check on Xavier's condition anyway, so come."
When they had arrived at her room, Bengala wished her a peaceful sleep, promising to answer any further questions she may have when she awakened and if by any chance she had need of him, she had but to ring a bell and he would hear it, then she was left alone. Taking a quick check of the weapons in her leather duffel bag, she found that her spare clothes and combat gear were intact and had not been tampered with. Perhaps they trusted her after all and their hospitality was truly genuine. Stripping off the robe and nightgown, she layed across the thick and wonderfully soft mattress that held her naked body like a lover, inviting all of her weary muscles to finally relax in safety and comfort. Within moments, she was gently snoring.
On 14:59:13 Sep 16 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby nodded as she ate her hearty meal her host had gave her "i fully understand the scrolls" setting down the chopsticks beside the bowl and smiled up at him.
She lifted her hand up to her hair and gently ran her fingers through, her mind filled with all this information as she frowned. Gabby closed her eyes gently, feeling a wave of exhaustion come over her. She can't remember the last time she slept properly since she was on the run from her enemies.
On 02:27:08 Sep 15 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Bengala raised an eyebrow for the second time since entertaining this woman. "You've heard this story? I would love to know from where. Most humans think we are myth and fantasy, stories from an Ann Rice novel or a John Carpenter movie. Those few that do know of us assume some figure named Dracula or Judas Iscariot as our origin. None to our knowledge know of Caine, yet you have heard this story, you say. I find that most interesting."
Bengala was staring at her with unblinking eyes, totally motionless like a marble statue. Humans had subtle movements like breathing or muscle twitches, eye movement, ANY type of living breathing motion, but what Gabiella saw gave her a momentary scare. Bengalla was frozen; an undead corpse with fangs and unblinking eyes looking right through her. She suddenly felt very foolish in her flimsy nightgown, half naked with all her weapons back in her room and no way to get to them should this... undead creature suddenly decide... school was out, permanently. But then he blinked twice and smiled that disarming monk smile of a holy man.
"Perhaps you might share the answer to that mystery at a later time." said Bengala. "But where was I... oh yes. Caine finally settled in a city, once known as Ubar. It was inhabited by the "Children of Seth" and ruled by King Enoch. The people of Ubar were aware of Caine's mark and both marveled and feared his power and thus came to worship him. Upon arrival to the city, Enoch relinquished his kingship, so that Caine may rule instead.
According to a Toreador legend, being amongst the mortals, Caine noticed a couple who were very much in love. Seeing their love amplified his own loneliness and sin. After having dwelt on his sin for an eon, Caine thought that maybe he could reconcile something in his nature by embracing them with the gift of immortality, so that their love would live for all eternity. However, when the lovers discovered that they could not have children together, after having been embraced, in an act of despair, they both walked into the sunlight to their Final Death. Caine was so heartbroken over the event that he forbade anyone to speak their names. Thus, their names were lost to history.
The former king, Enoch, desired Caine's power and requested it as such. However, Caine showed some reluctance because of the loss of the lovers he had embraced decades ago and Uriel's warning. Yet the raging of the Beast within, the yearning to be with others like him, and Enoch ultimately begging for the embrace, Caine turned the young man. In honor of his new found vampiric son, Caine declared that Ubar now be known as, the City of Enoch. After some time, Enoch desired Kindred brethren. With Enoch's insistence, Caine embraced his second childe, Irad, imparting to him a strength unlike any other. Irad thus became Caine's arm, a commander of armies. Soon to follow, was Zillah.
Zillah was so beautiful, Caine couldn't resist the embrace. Interestingly, even after the embrace, Zillah did not desire him. It frustrated Caine to the point that he was ripping his hair out of his head. He did anything and everything to make her desire him. Yet, she would not have him. Finally, Caine sought the Crone's magic, who ultimately tricked him into a blood bond. This discovery of the Blood bond is what finally bonded Zillah to Caine so that he could get her to marry him.
Now there were three Second Generation childer who co-existed in the City of Enoch: Enoch, Irad, and Zillah. They in turn learned the ways of making progeny and had embraced the Third Generation. Under Caine's order, he declared it law that no more childer be made. Supposedly they obeyed and the city prospered for ages, becoming the First City of vampires.
The city's economy thrived on the technology and the agricultural "know-how" that Caine brought to the First City. One, having wandered throughout the Cradle of Civilization, he was able to bring Sumerian technology, namely "the wheel". Two, being a farmer most of his life, Caine had cultivated wondrous and perfect groves. So for generations, under Caine's rule, the economy prospered, and the city became a mighty Empire. The Third Generation Antediluvians even built statues, shrines, temples, a grand library, and pools all surrounding a large five level palace, that Caine ruled from, upon his lofty ivory throne.
The Deluge (Noah's Flood) changed everything. It destroyed the City of Enoch and all of the "Children of Seth". Caine was so upset, that he disappeared. His surviving childer and grand-childer sought him out, and when they found him, Caine told them to go away. Left to fend for themselves, the Antediluvians ended up "killing" Caine's second generation childer. When Caine discovered what happened, he sought out the Antediluvians who had rebuilt a new city, known as the Second City. Unbeknownst to them, the Dark Father Caine cursed his descendants with the characteristic weaknesses of each clan.
So you see, thirteen clans where sired from the Second Generation, who were slaughtered by their own childer in the end; hardly the kind of family I would want to claim Miss Gabriella. Each of the Thirteen then sired childer of their own and those childer sired more and so on. Each generation is raised by one... further from the original, our "Father" Caine. My Sire being fourth generation, makes me a fifth generation Cainite or Kindred of my clan, perhaps the last... as my clan was... wiped out by... lies and thieves of vampiric power. I am very ancient Miss Gabriella, having been around since Roman times and I'm considered a Methuselah among my kind, due to my generation, or... I would be if they knew I still existed... which I do not want anyone to know that information nor the clan I hail from. As for Xavier, well... his clan is known as the first of the clans, Clan Ventrue; called the Clan of Kings and he is a sixth generation Kindred. While he is old, yet still young by our standards, his generation are considered Elders in status and power."
Bengala paused again, frozen in time again, watching Gabriella for a few moments as she silently swallowed some food and took a sip of sake to wash it down. She watched him carefully, as he pulled from his robes some buddist meditation beads.
"How am I doing so far in my history scrolls summery, Miss?" asked Bengala, as he began playing with his meditation beads. "... or have you heard some of this also? Have you any questions, so far?"
On 23:41:53 Sep 14 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby listens quietly as she ate her meal that he set out for her "yes I heard of this tale " her body relaxing from the spasms she had endured from the sire
On 00:30:30 Sep 14 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
"Thank you so kindly for the invite," Gabriella said. "I have no where to go at this moment so I will take you up on the kind offer." A shiver ran down her spine causing her nipples to harden against the soft silk gown as she sat upon the seat. She reach over to pick up the chopsticks and started to eat. After the first bite, she looked up at him. "Please tell me about the Sire and the family of vampires, it is strange that a man could take in a slayer out of the cold and be so generous to me."
Bengala actually raised an eyebrow at her request. He could tell by her eyes, she was truly interested in... everything about them, especially Xavier. But he wondered, was it as a vampire slayer or as a gracious guest just curious about her undead hosts? Eitherway, Xavier brought her here for a reason and he suspected there was more to it then just to mate with the woman and feed from her passion and blood. And since she was already familiar with supernaturals or thought she was, perhaps a decent history lesson was in order.
"Well, Miss Gabby," he replied. "We are hardly what you would call a family of vampires and young Xavier is far from a Sire, since he has not created any actual vampires himself, which then would be called his childe ... spelled with an E on the end. The plural form being childer, which again... Xavier has none. I have had several over my long centuries of unlife... but sadly they are... all gone now. I think before I get into Xavier, that I might answer your second question first, so that you may better understand him in the end, if that is alright with you. I will quote to you what is known to us, from our books and scrolls in the Library cellar of which Xavier and I keep copies of certain records. Having done extensive research, since we both are apart of a... secret order... that specializes in gathering information and such, our history has become a very important interest to Kindred scholars like Xavier and I.
So please bare with me Miss and allow me to start from the beginning... our beginnings.
Caine, the Dark Father, is considered to be the first vampire. He can be identified with the biblical character, Cain, who is mentioned in the Book of Genesis; after becoming a vampire, the letter 'e' was added to the end of his name. Before the formation of the Camarilla, most vampires referred to themselves as "Cainites" in recognition of their origin. However, by the 20th century it is common belief that the story of Caine is the vampire-equivalent of a creation myth. The bulk of Caine's history is covered in the Book of Nod, the Erciyes Fragments, the Lilithian, and the Luciferian. These books conflict on Caine's motives, but all agree he killed his brother Abel. Days of Fire describes how Caine gave himself a "gift," and the gift was delusion. Using this gift, he thought he killed Abel in an act of love when it was really an act of hate. He used this gift to make pride out of shame, which resulted in being outcasted. There is another scholar among us, quite famous, known as simply Beckett of Clan Gangrel, who is well known for interpreting the Caine mythology as a conflict between farmer and hunter tribes. According to his research, he tells the story in this manner:
A farmer named Cain prepared a sacrificial offering to his god, of his finest fruits and vegetables. His brother Abel also prepared a sacrificial offering, it being of the finest animals that he had raised. Either there was a dispute over whose offering was better, or their god really favored Abel's over Cain's. The final result ended in Cain "sacrificing" Abel on the sacrificial alter, his brother being the "finest" offering he could give. Needless to say, Caine's "Father" (God) cursed him with a mark, and cast him out to wander in darkness in the Land of Nod.
Roaming the Land of Nod, Cain encounters Lilith. She sees that he is cold and hungry, and she welcomes him into her warmth. She identifies herself as Adam's first wife, the original wife of Cain's father. After staying with her for some time, the two become lovers. He realizes that she has powers and magic that he too would like to possess. So he pleads to her for these gifts. The hesitant Lilith then prepares an Awakening ceremony by cutting herself with a knife, bleeding into a bowl, and giving it to him so that he may drink.
After Cain partakes of Lilith's blood, he is visited by three angels who are agents of God. Each angel offers Cain a chance to repent for the murder of Abel. However, Cain rejects each of them. And for each angel he rejects, a curse is added on to him. He and his children are cursed with a weakness to fire, vulnerability to sunlight and the Beast Within that hungers for blood. A fourth angel then appeared to offer the way of Golconda, the only way to "light", by the mercy of God. After the experience, Caine becomes officially "Awakened", possessing the following Disciplines: Celerity, Potence, Fortitude, Obfuscate, Dominate, Presence, Protean, Animalism, and Auspex. Caine then became aware of the Path of Blood, the Final Path from which all paths stem. And with all these powers, he breaks his bond with Lilith and leaves her.
Caine continues to wander the Land of Nod in loneliness. The memory of his sin drowned him in sorrow. It wasn't for many ages until he decides to be amongst mortal men again. His powers and his mark were well known to mortal men and some even worshiped him. Finally, Caine settled in a small agricultural community, named Ubar. It was here, in this First City that he became the Dark Father."
Bengala, clearly getting warmed up, was happy to be teaching someone eager to learn, after so long out of practice. He wanted this pretty young lady to absorb what he was saying without getting to far ahead of himself, leaving her lost and confused. He took the brief pause to pour her some sake from a very old bottle of the fine wine. He was going to enjoy this.
"Do you understand so far the things I am revealing to you? Any questions on anything, so far Miss? This a bit of an extensive history lesson to catch you up on the world of darkness in which we walk, so I want to be sure I am not leaving you behind."
On 14:28:01 Sep 12 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby followed through the temple, with a soft sway of her hips as the silk gown glided over her body, while she moved. The fresh smell of cooking sent her senses into overdrive as her stomach growls with hunger, biting into her lip hoping nobody heard her.
As they reached the kitchen seeing the feast set before her, "Thank you so kindly for the invite, I have no where to go at this moment so i will take up the kind offer"
A shiver ran down her spine causing her nipples to harden against the soft silk gown as she sat upon the seat. Reaching over to pick up the chopsticks and started to eat as she looked up at him. "Please tell me about the Sir and the family of vampires, it is strange that a man could take in a slayer out of the cold and be so generous me"
On 11:24:44 Sep 12 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
After her wonderfully relaxing shower, Gabriella wrapped herself in the soft comfortable that was laid out for her. As she entered the next room, she finds folded neatly on the bed a night gown and a beautiful robe made of silk laid out for her. Getting dressed, feeling a bit vulnerable in the intimate clothing, she looks at herself in the full length mirror on the wall. With her swimmer's body, blue eyes, red hair, full lips and the flush of her freshly scrubbed skin dressed in beautiful silk bedroom attire, she felt almost giddy and wondered again what the hell was she doing there and why was her nipples hard? She laughed to herself, knowing it was not the cold because for vampires they kept the place well within a living human's comfort levels. Must just be the after glow from her experience and the much needed shower.
"Miss Gabriella?" Bengala said, dam near scaring the crap out of her. She never heard him approach and he was standing just inside the doorway!
"You are welcome to stay as long as you like providing Xavier's condition poses no threat to you. Please... forgive the clothing. It's all we had to provide. It's not often we have guests actually stay in the guest rooms and Xavier's company usually... um... sleep in Xavier's room. Usually visiters we get are our customers from within the coven or our sister covens across the valley. They come for meditation, martial art classes or to visit the Zen Shop; Xavier does like to sell his scrolls of wisdom and we keep a library below ground. Im sure you noticed the steel door on the way here? Anyway, please follow me to the kitchen, I prepared kind of a big meal for you and I hope you like it."
Following Bengala further into the temple, they arrived at the kitchen area, delicious smells assaulting her senses and making her mouth water, her stomach reminding her of the long journey without proper food. On the table, Bengala presented her with a big steaming pot of... well everything- steak & pork kabobs, potatoes, veggies, all mixed in a savory seasoned broth full of flavor to nourish and warm the body from within! Bengala smiled as Gabriella eagerly sat down preparing to finally get some real food into her system.
"If it's alright with you, Miss.", said Bengala, indicating another seat at the table. "I think I will join you if only for company, while you eat. It's all for you so please help yourself and we can keep any leftovers in the refridgerator for you, not a problem. But while you eat... if you have any questions... please feel free to ask. Here in the land of Rave, our kind enjoys a certain liberty not often found in the human cities. I imagine you might have a lot of questions, especially in regards to Xavier and myself. I dont mind, so... feel free to speak your mind."
On 02:37:00 Sep 12 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
As she stepped under the hot water, upon her skin tilting her head back as she picked up the soap to wash her aching body. Lifting her leg slightly as she drifts into a day dream, her breasts heaved and quivered slightly.
Gabby lent against the wall as she sighed softly to herself, her body relaxing from the pleasure she had received from the vampire sire. Pulling back the curtain and grabs a towel, wrapping in tightly around her slender body and goes into the next room
On 16:55:13 Sep 11 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Bengala was all too happy to comply with Gabriella's request and lead her deeper into the temple which she noticed also served as a dojo and a spiritual meditation center. They passed a red steel door set in the wall, which she presumed led underground, making her wonder even more about her hosts. The town itself was modern but patterned more like a ancient village out of a Japanese theme. From what she gathered on the way here, a variety of different supernaturals existed here along with quite a few humans. It was very quiet and peaceful here.
Even Bengala displayed a buddist monk mentality and she wondered how does a blooddrinker become a buddhist? Xavier carried samurai swords and wore simple robes with glasses when he was... looking more normal before. Things were a bit different in the land of Rave, far different from the normal human cities in other lands, but still... something led her here... and in trying to find her dark prince while escaping any pursuers, she found Xavier.
"As you can see Gabriella," Bengala said, breaking her thoughts. "We do have some human luxeries here. Nice steam shower available for you, some robes you can wear while I clean your laundry. I will be preparing a quick meal for you in our kitchen, while you bathe. Please take all the time you need.
Just so you know Miss, if I may be so bold as to speak on the subject, you dont have to be shamed or embarrassed with me. I am twice young Xavier's age and a fifth generation Kindred of Clan Salubri, I was present during your... healing session... and Xavier's lesson, but thought better to wait outside as not to startle you too much, after your ordeal.
Xavier has been in the care and company of a dragon this past few months... a female dragon in human form, with a remarkable origin story I am eager to know more about in this copy of her personal journal, but as you can see... something happen, involving a fight with some nasty demons and I'm a bit worried. But I just wanted to assure you again... that you as a human are in no danger here, if you can trust the word of a vampire. So far we have treated you kindly yes? You are not the first human to visit us and there are quite a few who live here among Celestial Wisdom. If you do decide you need to leave after you've rested a bit, I hope you might return someday to visit. I think Xavier would like that and Im sure he will be much better by then. At least I am hoping. Please enjoy your shower."
Bengala waited respectfully while Gabriella removed her dirty clothes and stepped into the spacious shower. Collecting Gabriella's clothes for washing, Bengala smiled to himself, when he heard her soft moans from the muscle relaxing heat of the water pressure against her skin. He then quietly left to do the laundry and prepare her meal.
On 12:41:55 Sep 11 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
"Yes, I understand Sir" Biting into her lip, as her heart raced within her chest she had to compose herself when the elderly gent came in. Gabby looked up as a shiver ran down her spine turning her head" I cannot kill anyone right now Sir, as you have me at a disadvantage " her eyes grew heavy and was hungry it had been many a day since she last relaxed and felt safe. Turning her head back "Sir i hope it aint any convenience that i may take a bath and have a little food then rest please"
On 05:38:57 Sep 11 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Xavier waited a few moments, like a jungle cat watching his prey, as Gabriella attempted to compose herself despite the minor muscle spasms betraying her body. The scent of her heated sexual release was intoxicating to him as a Ventrue because like all of his clan, their particular eccentric tastes was a characteristic weakness. All vampires of Clan Ventrue have a personal blood preference for their feeding-vessels whether it be- a particular color of hair, eyes or skin tone, age, sex, race, a profession, a certain location to feed from, a physical or mental condition or however the taste may manifest. This blood preference occurs shortly after a youngling's Embrace, upon their first solo feeding, and aferwards the Ventrue will be unable to digest blood from any other victim besides their "type." Xavier's particular blood preference was any female in a state of sexual arousal, which was fortunate for him do to the erotic side-effect of their bite and Gabriella was clearly very delicious right now.
"Now do you understand Gabriella?" Xavier whispered to her. "There is quite the difference between younglings of a higher generation and those of a much lower one, our blood and powers being far more potent in relation to Caine, the Dark Father of us all. But in killing younglings, you have helped to weed out the weak and reckless among us, saving the enforcers of our laws the trouble of hunting them down themselves. Killing humans needlessly is against current Kindred law. I humbly ask for your forgiveness in scaring you though, but I needed you to understand how dangerous it is to stalk a vampire, unless you truly mean to kill him or her. I do hope you are satisfied with your... healing session. I admit I amplied the erotic effect with my will, for your pleasure after I bit the scar in order to apply the healing lick. Had I been in better health... perhaps I could have seen to other... needs."
Gabriella turned as an bald elderly, yet muscular man entered the room. Due to her training, she knew he was another vampire, yet he carried himself like a holy man in both manner and appearance. Xavier introduced him to her as Master Bengala, his sensei and friend (of a different clan) who helps him with his duties within the Celestial land to oversee and mentor the coven that resides there. After the formal introduction were over, Bengala picks up a certain journal from Xavier's writing desk, then addresses Gabriella in greeting.
"Pleasure to meet you Gabriella. Welcome to our home. I hope and trust young Xavier is treating you well. His condition I'm afraid is having some strong effects on his vampiric state and I feel he is... growing in strength. It seems his adventures among the mountains were very interesting... and dangerous. I will have to read this journal to find out more. But forgive my manners, I see your clothes are a bit... soiled. If you like we do have laundry facilities. I could perhaps get you something to eat, provide you with a change of attire and clean those up for you?"
On 02:49:35 Sep 11 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby clenched her thighs as her body quivered slightly from her multi orgasms from his tongue, closing her eyes as she moaned softly. She listened to what her had said into her mind, slowly she woke drenched in sweat, pushing up onto the seat and pulled her top closed looking at him
On 23:38:57 Sep 10 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
When Gabby revealed the upper portion of her breast, Xavier became very interested in the purple iris scar, her former comrades had branded on her soft skin in revenge for loving a vampire and betraying their creed. Even though she claimed to have slain them all, Xavier doubted very seriously she was out of danger. The handful of cults and organizations that are aware of the existence of vampires, such as the Society of Leopold, that he was familier with were very much alive and well organized, even if they were a bit misinformed in their knowledge of Kindred existance. Even though she had yet to reveal the official name of her organization, it was still quite possible that she remained a "most wanted" target for escaping her fate and somehow killing several Slayers in the process.
He caught the playful seductive smile of Gabby's full lips, when she refused to reveal her techniques on how she manages to kill vampires. He even caught scent of her arousal and excitement when she boldly removed her shirt and sat across from him, revealing her neck fully to him, asking him to heal her bite scars. Gabby was quite the display of beauty and daring, living on the edge of life by her wits and nothing to lose attitude. She had faced death many times and survived... she was a fighter. But he was no young vampire new to the blood, running around wildly feeding, disregarding the Masquerade Laws developed by the Camarilla to remain hidden among the human cities outside the Land of the Rave. He was none other then Xavier Alexander Vorenus, a sixth generation vampiric Elder, well over 800 years old of Clan Ventrue, the first clan among the thirteen known as the Clan of Kings. She would need to understand that in her reckless boldness. Focusing his will, making sure he had some control on his internal "blood fever" battle for the moment, he returned his focus on her...
"Look into my eyes Gabriella, look closely." commanded Xavier, his voice becoming a raspy growl. Unable to resist his mental command, Gabriella obeyed. In an instant, Gabriella had lost all control of her ability to move, her very being instantly caught in Xavier's reptilian gaze. Her whole world had become some kind of nightmare beast in need of her life's blood, her very soul, with her trapped in its jaws. The room had grown dark, like the coming of a terrible storm and the air became stifling hot and she had difficulty catching her breath. Her only world was those eyes... those terrible, mesmerizing eyes... and that qhostly voice like the sound of thunder invading her mind.
"The vampire that your familiar with walks the World of Darkness as an undead creature, Gabriella. A former human being that has undergone the "Embrace" of another vampire, being completely drained of blood and then fed some by their Sire, a vampire who has turned a mortal into a vampire through the Embrace. Not some Blade or Twilight movie, we are not born... we are created from Death. Our history decends from the First Generation Vampire- Caine, forever cursed by God himself.
We need blood which we call vitae, in order to sustain own undead bodies. It can be human, animal or vampiric blood... but animal blood is not quite so tasty my dear, and vampiric blood has potentially troublesome supernatural properties for your kind such as the ability to create a blood bond or an addiction to our erotic bite.
Our bodies do not function like the bodies of living organisms. We are more or less preserved in a life-like state, but we do not age or die from illness. Most of us do instinctively fear fire and sunlight, so much so that even a candle flame can induce a state of near psychotic fear, known as Rotschreck and we can receive serious damage from both (sunlight can be fatal after very short exposure). We are also vulnerable to so-called "True Faith", that is, the strength of a person's true religious conviction, but what is that really? Fortunately for our kind, such a thing is very rare given all your sinful, perverse vices you humans so enjoy; your need to dominate, control or destroy. So brandishing a cross or a bible at us, might just hasten your death, after we finish laughing.
Driving a stake through a our undead heart will paralyse of course and induce a death-like state. Damage done to other parts of our bodies, with any kind of weapon, is significant: it will incapacitate younglings, since most of the young vampires of higher generations are not able to heal severed limbs. Decapitation is fatal. We are immune to all diseases, drugs and poisons, but we can be affected by some if present in the blood of our victims, and can be carriers and spread the blood borne diseases through feeding.
We are not normally affected by garlic, silver or the like, and usually cannot be appeased with offerings as in some of your fantasy novels and oral traditions. If you do find one of our kind so affected these things, it is most likely a psychological fear. Although some of the thirteen vampire clans have specific weaknesses, such as needing some earth from their place of birth to sleep, or not casting reflections. Certain vampires have exhibited traditionally accepted "weaknesses," such as being unable to cross running water or an aversion to religious icons, often rare and such a vampire should be put down in my opinion. But with all this weakness, we also possess powerful blood magic, both mental and physical that is unique to each clan my dear Gabby. Coupled with our super strength, speed, endurance and knowledge of your human weaknesses, I doubt very seriously if you have ever faced a true vampire of potent blood other then your dark prince and we both know where that got you now dont we? "
Suddenly, from somewhere in the deep darkness of her caged mind, a multi-orgasmic event occured exploding across her senses, driving a deep throbbing stab into her core. Her body responded like an animal in heat, her back arched almost painfully, her erect nipples near bursting on her swollen breasts, her stomach and thigh muscles quaking with seisures from the erotic wave and she heard herself cry out uncontrollably, her thrusting forward repeatedly with a mind of their own, as a creamy warmth flooded her inner thighs, soaking her clothes.
When Xavier finally released her from his mental hold, she was breathing quite heavily, her whole body soaking wet with sweat as if she had just ran a marathon. Looking down, she saw between her legs there was a wetness of another kind, the juices from her orgasms. She noticed Xavier was quietly watching her, still sitting in his lounge chair, across from her, as if he had never moved. Slowly trying to collect herself, she felt her neck for the bite marks, but found only smooth, healthy skin, totally healed with no trace of the scars whatsoever!
On 10:49:50 Sep 10 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She chuckled softly as she turned her back, eyes darkening before she spoke again "these marks are here due to the failed attempt and as for my companions.."turning her head slowly as she saw his face "Are back they belong in hell for what they did to me after finding me in a city not far from here" her voice was that hatred as she shifted slightly her top to show a scar of purple iris (meaning vampire lover in slayer terms) tattooed into her soft skin"I had slaughtered them all, as for telling my kill techniques that will stay with me if you don't mind" a playful grin appeared upon her full ruby lips.
Gabby lifted her shirt that covered her scar and went to sit back down opposite him, tilting her head and moved her hair from her throat "Heal please"
On 05:27:13 Sep 10 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
He could feel her sudden anger, the heat radiating from her painful memories and the burning need for vengence. So she was saved by a vampire slayer, who taught her medicine and how to kill a vampire quickly... interesting. He was hoping Gabby was not refering to garlic, crosses, holy water... or any of the Anne Rice novels or movies the Kindred often laughed at and helped to propogate more widely, so that humans would not know the real truth about them.
She would die a very quick death if that was the case and she actually came up against a truly experienced Cainite who would laugh at such things and a stake if struck true to the heart (easier said then done) would only paralyze, not kill. But there was a certain convinction in her eyes, a burning resolve that somehow failed her when she met this... dark prince.
Whoever he was, he was able to "mesmerize" Gabby's mind very quickly, that he was sure of, and fed from her for at least three years before... what? Was he destroyed in a fight with other Kindred or some other supernatural creature? Or was he just truly bored with her and moved on to better feeding ground? Whatever the case, she was now feeling abandoned and what about her other companions?
"Gabby? The mark on your neck can be instantly healed, right now, if you so desire. All it takes is a lick of the wounds. But I must ask... how do you kill a vampire and how many have you actually killed yourself... with your own hands Gabby? And more to the point, what of your other slayer companions, did you consider them? How did they take the news of your failure in your mission and falling in love with the enemy? Did you ever consider, that they may have killed your dark prince in revenge, for your betrayal?"
On 00:24:18 Sep 10 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabby looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes smoldered as she spoke her heart racing within her chest "a vampire slayer found me and taught me all i know, from medicine to how to kill the vampires quickly" lifting her hand to her that again probing the wound with a nail
On 23:59:34 Sep 09 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
He saw her reaction to the blood that trickled from his mouth and instantly felt ashamed. Here he was asking her about a tragic event in her life involving a vampire and dammit, blood was in his mouth like he had just finished feeding! He could only imagine how that must look to one who slays vampires. When she got up and moved to the window, he quickly cleaned his mouth and focused his powers to compose himself. He was frustrated with himself, not knowing what he was thinking, bringing Gabby here, so soon after a fight and suffering from a blood fever on top of it. Whenever his sensei Bengala returns from his duties, he was going to need a bit of his healing powers with this fever. He could feel the demon blood he drank fighting against him, he had tried to retch most of it up, but enough remained causing him great trouble.
"You did not feed from his blood, good. So you were not ghouled or placed under any bloodbond that you know of. As for the attack by that rogue vampire... he must have been very near to starving to attack your family so boldly, so recklessly. The inner beast; our eternal hunger... is apart of our curse. His must have truly had a hold of him turning him to a mindless rage of hunger.
I apologize for your pain Gabby. If bringing you here was a mistake, I will understand if you feel the need to go... but for some reason I felt I needed your company, despite my... condition at the moment. Again I apologize.
Who saved you Gabby? I cant imagine you fending off a starving bloodthirsty vampire on your own. And please share with me what you think you know of our kind, the Kindred. I imagine being a vampire hunter, you must have aquired quite a bit of knowledge?"
On 13:34:59 Sep 09 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
She looked worried when she saw the blood trickle from his mouth, she looked away as she felt a little faint. "No i never fed from him" Gabby stood and walked to the window, looking out her mind drifted back to the night of the attack and sighed softly. Her hands wrapped around her slender frame "We had just came home from midnight mass on Christmas eve, when i heard footsteps behind us it happened so fast. The vampire had grabbed my papa first, tearing into his throat and draining him dry, me and my mother ran for our lives."tears fell upon her cheeks as she continued" we got split up when i heard my mothers screams in the distance, before i know he was coming for me"
On 22:43:29 Sep 08 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
He stared intently into her pale blue eyes, noting the sheen of her reddish hair, her full lips, the rise and fall of her breasts as she spoke. He watched the tear role down her pretty face and felt her loneliness... the abandonment. His interest was peaked when she touched the faint bite mark's on her neck, whispering something about revenge on the killer of her parents.
Suddenly a hacking cough overtook him, shaking him like a normal human fighting for air and a trickle of blood escaped his mouth. Gabriella witnessed his change into his normal vampiric appearance and remained that way. Within moments he regained his composure enough to speak...
"Forgive me Gabby! This is my appearance when my... blood is up so to speak, but you are in no danger from me. As I said before... my journey across the mountains as left me somewhat... in rough shape. My fight with some demons... I may have...over did it a bit. Seems my power is growing though, but not quite sure exactly how just yet. I will have to do some research, but please...
From you neck marks, I know he has fed from you, but he was not as careful as he should have been. Our lick can heal those scars completely leaving no trace of our presence and with the proper mind trick, no memory of having been fed upon... just a very weak feeling and a need to eat or lay down, if we are careful.
But you must know since you have memory of it, that the side effect of our bite is very erotic, like an overwheming multi-orgasm to a human. There are few who know of our kind who actually offer themselves as feeding vessels just to enjoy that feeling which can be addictive. These "brothels of blood' or "blood brothels" are quite common among the Goths and Emo's. You would be surprised as to how many prominant educated humans are also... addicted.
But what I need to know is... did you also feed from his blood? And tell me more of your parents... a rogue vampire?
On 10:26:59 Sep 08 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
He was correct he was lonely after many years alone since the dark prince had left her laying in bed and never returning to her in the evening. Her heart was torn as her fingers reached up to the mark he had left upon her throat where he had bitten her that first night.
"No need to apologize Sir.. My relationship lasted for no more than 3 years but then one night he left me asleep in the castle..."
She looked away as a tear fell from her eye as she also remembered the day her parents were killed by a rogue vampire
"Revenge on the one that killed my parents"
On 22:43:33 Sep 06 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
His vampiric senses told him that she found him attractive; the rush of her blood, the flush of her cheeks, the beating of her heart, her breathing pattern. He could even smell the arousal of her body's heat and even though he also found her desirable, he wondered how she was attracted to him and more importantly... why. Perhaps she had seen him before, but he could not think of where. It was not often he traveled from the Celestial town and it's coven. When he did it was usually to visit allied covens, across the waters in the nearby valley.
He had only recently returned from his adventures with the Dragon woman and the effects that encounter seemed to be suddenly having on his blood magic and body. He would have to confer with his sensei Bengala regarding his suspicions of the dragon blood he tasted while mating with her... not to mention the demon blood he consumed when he slew Demonica in battle. Had she seen him on his journey there, when he was chasing after his stolen gold buddha statue?
"Forgive me Gabby, I have been busy of late across the mountains and my mind has not settled just yet since my return. To be honest, when I bumped into you, I was on my way home, so please forgive me.
I am wondering how long did your relationship last? I am not sure what from clan he may have been to so quickly have you enraptured; or was it not a spell by him... just your heart in need? Are you lonely Gabby?
May I also ask, why do you hunt our kind?
We are Kindred. Our laws decreed that we not needlessly kill the Kine (humans), but we do require feeding, but we do it in a fashion as not to allow our presence to be known to you."
On 00:50:23 Sep 06 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
"I have had a few escapes with death, but always won int fights" She lowered her eyes and gently blushed to his comment" I have no idea on how I fell for him." Gabby sighed softly as she tried to remember "I first encountered him in the park and was set to kill him, but he looked into my eyes and felt myself under his spell"
On 21:05:50 Sep 05 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Seeing the pain in Gabriella's eyes, she tried to momentarily hide behind with a sip of her tea, Vorenus felt for her.
I am sorry for your pain... Gabriella is it? A beautiful and sensuous name, that implies a deep passion within.
But I must ask you. How is it, a slayer of vampires, comes to fall in love with one? Have you not tried to find him again, this dark prince? How are you fighting to stay alive? Are you currenty in danger?
On 15:13:46 Sep 05 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
Gabriella looked down as she spoke softly "I came to the world of darkness in hope to find an ancient vampire, when i found him i fell in love and couldnt see it in my heart to kill him. *she lifted the herbal tea to her lips and took a sip "It was fine for many years of bliss but then he slowly vanished taking my soul with him. leaving me alone in the strange world of the undead fighting to stay alive"
On 03:05:23 Sep 05 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
Inviting her back to his village, they walk down the quiet streets the celestial town where he lives and serves the coven master Oceanne. He tells her about the days he used to be a coven master and his need to step down one day and take a long hiatus away. After showing her around a bit, they finally arrived at his humble home, a small temple which also served as a Dojo and his library for the small Zen shop he runs, displaying wisdom scrolls and some mentoring to others in need.
Lighting a candle and offering her some herbal tea, he sits beside her, looking into the vampireslayer's eyes, feeling her pain. Wondering how any prince would even think of leaving such a woman, he places his hand on hers in a display of empathy and understanding.
My dear, I know not your name, but I am Xavier Alexander Vorenus. I am also Kindred, of Clan Ventrue. You see before you what you call a vampire m'lady, but I mean you, nor anyone any harm. That is not my way. But I brought you here that we might have a chance to quietly speak and share stories in the hopes that I may help to guide you if need be and ease your pain.
I have not long since returned from a visit with a very ancient Dragon woman with a very interesting story about her duties and life in pre-biblical times... before the creation of Man. It was a fascinating story with a bit of some dangerous adventure, battleing some demons before I finally came home. But I am here now and you have my attention.
So please... share with me.
On 22:22:25 Sep 04 2011 (-0 GMT) Vampireslayer wrote:
*she blushed as she looks away from his eyes, her heart beating faster within her chest* My dark prince has long since gone and have left me alone in this forsaken world
On 02:35:52 Aug 25 2011 (-0 GMT) ventrueprince2 wrote:
*smiles... as he steps closer...*
Be not afraid young one, for I ask nothing I am not willing to give in good conversation and the revealing of two souls desiring connection. I thank you for visiting me for I find you most intriguing and I invite you to share with me... your dark prince.
I desire to know more of him who can from so far away, steal you from shadow and kiss your fears away. He, who can with but a whisper, negate your reason to resist the rapture of his erotic embrace and make you forget yourself in blissful release.
Share with me... that I may know the truth and understand your passion and longing.
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